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Post by Ninette De La Magnifique on Oct 29, 2006 10:33:58 GMT 8
What a wonderful sound she makes, the nervous edge in the female’s laughter causing the smile to spread further on Ninette’s pale face; splitting flawless features into something more than just a smile. Was it a snarl? Yet suddenly, before an answer could be issued, the air was suddenly filled with potent auras it almost made her shudder with anticipation. As the female moved her limbs to steady her stature, Ninette made a quick glance over head and the immediate surrounding.
A feral like growl resounded within her throat, though too low for the mortal’s ear to catch. Screams begins to echo, permeating the air with cries of the helpless and the dying. Beautifully manicured fingers curled into fists on her slender sides, the laughter was gone though the smile remains plastered perfectly on the jesterette’s full, luscious tiers. There was another dark mana nearby. As potent and deadly as the Harlequins it would seem. The screams of terror were evidence enough. Who dares to mimic their presence in this wretched world? The shuffling of feet, -or was it ruffling of feathers?- echoed within darkness of mind, causing gaze to be cast upon silhouette of trees.
A soft coo ensued as eyes return to their former perch on the female’s visage. A step was taken to avoid the young mortal’s form glided near; her warm appendage brushing lightly along Ninette’s cold arm. A soft chuckle was offered though it last but for a moment before being rudely erased from crimson lips when an unannounced arrival of a melting torso occurs. “Fascinating..” She would whisper before the tirade of prayers assails her ears, causing a shudder to erupt at the base of her spine. Mortals.. her mind begins to chide but was swiftly denied as a heeled foot stamped on the cold ground, perfectly shaped eyebrow quirking.
And then it came, the soft, alluring whisper of a kin. “I shall have to leave you to deal with this fragile creature, dearling. There is something amiss. Someone.. or something is within the territory. I must attend to this menace”. She would whisper back. A fleeting touch was offered to the young female’s shoulders; careful as not to extend claw-like nails as she pulled the girl’s attention. “Listen, dearling. You have nothing to..” Eyes glided to the smoking lump of flesh; hiding a sinister smile before continuing. “My brother.. dear brother, will walk you home”.
A soft laughter lingered in the air when there was no more trace to be seen of the petite figure of a Jesterette.
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Post by chaotique on Oct 29, 2006 11:44:02 GMT 8
The figure upon the roof of the house smirked with joy as he watched the Chaos continue with in the town, though it wouldn't last long as the screams of the remaining few would die out and it would leave nothing at all but the horrific smell of a human body being liquefied by the virus that he unleashed. Tilting his head to the side his dark locks swayed in front of his emerald pools as he twirled his fingers slightly in the air" Well I suppose that is the end of my fun in this town... I feel sorry for who ever has to clean that up.." He let out a disturbing laugh before laying back for a moment.
Feeling the presence of something moving about in the town, and wasn't being liquefied by the virus. His brow would raise and he quickly sat up from his perch upon the roof top, his emerald optics drifted from left to right as pools of puss and melted flesh bubble. " Interesting..." His gaze remained cast down upon the town below, the streets showed no signs of life, least none that he could see at the moment. Pushing off of the surface of the roof he allowed his form to fall toward the street below, his form seemed to suddenly stop its decent feet before hitting the ground and he landed with a silent thud as he looked around once more.
Slender pale digits rose from his side slowly and he tugged and straighted out his clothing for a moment and he pushed off the stone ground urging his form forward." Seems this town may still have some entertainment left with in it" Emerald orbs flashed for a moment as a smirk formed on his pale lips, he started to hide his chaotic aura so that he didn't stand out like a beacon in a lifeless town. He then started to almost thingyily strut as he walked down the road through the town in a attempt to find this other being that some how managed to avoid the virus, clearly this being was not a human or it would have suffered the same fate.
His curiosity was peaked, and he was interested in trying to search out and attempt to have a bit more fun at this beings expense. Though what he was going to do when he found this being wasn't quite clear, if it was all pre-planed where would the chaos being in a planned event. He chuckled at his own thoughts as he continued on slowly through the town his right hand resting upon the hilt of a weapon that was attached to his hips in a leisurely manner as he walked.
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Post by Ninette De La Magnifique on Nov 14, 2006 12:50:36 GMT 8
Oh, what sensation she felt from the heightening emanations! It took all of her conscious thoughts to keep her lips sealed in that practiced smile; refraining throat from gurgling rapturous moans of absolute want. Oh but what a night it will turn out to be! A perfectly shaped eyebrow would rise in wonder as she bask in the potent and congruent ebbing of auras. What glee?! She almost choked. Twas a harmonious ebbing. So pure it reeks of the Dark and of pure Malice.
Oh but what is she to do? She muses as she heads further along the road, ignoring the gruesome sights of gore and blood. She heaves a soft breath, sliding further along the path in hurried steps, before slowing her pace as the oncoming form came into view. A pale hand rose to pull the cowl further down, hiding lifeless, yet immaculate features from the entity’s immediate view. Looking at her petite form, one would not find any reason to fear. Yet for those who knew or with abilities to sense; she was a formidable foe. Death was written all over her mana like runes from the grave.
“Good eve, Stranger” Came a soft, whimper-like voice. Invisible, pliable fingers reaching out to caress his ears, tugging at the intricate tresses of his tainted mind; invading his reverie of dark thoughts. A couple more steps were taken, bringing petite frame closer to the seemingly male form. “My.. my. What have we here?” A soft, sultry whisper would permeate the cold night air as a pair of deathly pale arms rose to curl fingers upon the hem of dark cowl obscuring flawless face. “Having a party, are we?”
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Post by chaotique on Nov 14, 2006 17:23:57 GMT 8
Steps remained quickly, and he continued to carry a smug like appearance as the stench of melting flesh and organs through out the village. The screams having completely died out, as well as the sounds of movement and life that would normal fill a village of this size. No there was nothing but a disturbing silence, as if the world was frozen around this chaotic one. Boot clad feet carried his form down the roan toward the presence and what little life remained with in the village. The word life how ever didn't really fit the type of creature that he was walking toward, all he knew is there was activity and movement from something that wasn't human.
A strong gust carried the cloud of stench out of the village, his dark well traveled clothing flapped violently in the breeze. It would slowly die out and his clothing would settle back into place as well as his dark locks, they shifted in front of his emerald pools as they focused upon a burred silhouette of a female form. Moments later and many a quick paced step the two figures where but feet away from each other, he would see the female attempt to hide her form. He remained completely visible not attempting to hide his appearance what so ever. The females words reached out invading his senses, the chaotic one did nothing but smirk at her words.
" A party you say?.. " He would pause before looking about the silent village, emerald optics falling back to the fragile looking form of the woman." More like taking out the trash, removing an annoyance.." A deep soft chuckle slipped through thin pale lips, his steps carried him slowly to her side as he made his way in circle as if he was inspecting her. Indeed that was what he was doing, his gaze scanned up and down her form, that was visible. He wondered exactly what she was, and what she was doing in this village. Not that he had a real reason himself, just trying to cure boredom mostly.
He didn't appear to be armed, nor did he make a move to act or even appear aggressive toward her, he was more curious for now. Left hand would lift slowly to brush the dark locks back out of his field of vision and he would thingy his head to the side as he spoke out " Why hide your appearance, I know you are not human... " He paused once more and he glanced around again" Not like any one else is here to see if that is what you are worried about.." His left hand dropped slowly and he moved over to a wall and he let his form shift back to lean upon it as he continued to watch the woman.
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Post by wowposter on Nov 2, 2008 11:55:51 GMT 8
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